While standing in a line for an aquarium somewhere on tour I cut out of line to use the bathroom, Jason and the kids saving my place. Mags screamed, "Where is Mom going?!" Jason quietly told her I was going to use the restroom. Then, as I walked another 10 yards, she thought for a second and then yelled,
"Hey Mom, grab some toilet paper while you're there, we're out!"
We were, in fact, out of toilet paper on the bus and I already had been planning on grabbing some from the next store I could find (not easy), or I was maybe goin to get some from the bathroom at the club later that night.
But to the people in the line for the aquarium, we looked like cheap bastards who don't buy toilet paper, we just take it from public bathrooms and our kid was innocently ratting us out. We got a few laughs from strangers.
But, in her defense, all Mags was doing was trying to help remember to stock up. And for that, she's awesome.
Also, she never gets sick of photobooth on tour (nor at home).
